[Left in Carly's mailbox is a painted card, along with a small, thoroughly taped bunch of wrapping and tissue paper. The card smells of pine needles, snow and a fireplace, and features Papyrus, waving enthusiastically ahead. Somehow there's boneprint snowflakes faintly falling against the pale background. Along the header and footer, the card reads:]
HAPPY GYFTMAS (ON THE MOON) FROM PAPYRUS!!!
[Inside, a personal message continues:]
I SAW THIS, AND THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE IT! I WASN'T SURE IF YOU'D WANT ANY COOL MAGICAL FABRIC, SINCE YOU PROBABLY SEE A LOT IN YOUR JOB... BUT IF YOU DO! LET ME KNOW! I HAVE A LITTLE MONEY I'M KEEPING ASIDE FOR LAST MINUTE, EMERGENCY GIFTING. AND SLIGHTLY LESS EMERGENCY GIFTS. BUT FASHION EMERGENCIES PROBABLY QUALIFY.
[The gift itself is a hummingbird broach made of relatively cheap materials, not much good for trading away.]
Mailbox - day 8
Date: 2017-11-24 08:54 pm (UTC)HAPPY GYFTMAS
(ON THE MOON)
FROM PAPYRUS!!!
[Inside, a personal message continues:]
I SAW THIS, AND THOUGHT YOU MIGHT LIKE IT!
I WASN'T SURE IF YOU'D WANT ANY COOL MAGICAL FABRIC, SINCE YOU PROBABLY SEE A LOT IN YOUR JOB...
BUT IF YOU DO! LET ME KNOW!
I HAVE A LITTLE MONEY I'M KEEPING ASIDE FOR LAST MINUTE, EMERGENCY GIFTING.
AND SLIGHTLY LESS EMERGENCY GIFTS.
BUT FASHION EMERGENCIES PROBABLY QUALIFY.
[The gift itself is a hummingbird broach made of relatively cheap materials, not much good for trading away.]